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Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Pickled Onions.

The other day, I was visiting the 'Foreign Foods' section of my local Supermarket, to buy a jar of Branston. Whilst there I spotted a tiny bottle of Heinz pickled onions, and my desire became uncontrollable. The price tag said something crazy (we're talking here of about 6 baby onions, a splash of vinegar, and a glass jar) so I returned at once to the vegetable department and bought two bags of small onions.

Once eye-wateringly peeled, they were put to soak overnight in brine (above), then packed into jars and covered with a sweetened cold spiced vinegar. I'll try to leave them for at least a week before tasting.

I'm forward-thinking to thick cold slices of Boxing Day Turkey, when pickled red cabbage, gherkins, and onions, will be ESSENTIAL.

I've already been back to buy a few more bags of these little onions, which are now also being processed. Roll on Christmas!

WE do not see them like that here for sale,maybe at the city markets,makes me feel I want to search for them,I am going to the closest large city to the specialist on Thursday,I think I shall try to find some Bob would love these.

I tried to do my own but with only one good eye it was impossible so now I just suck it up and purchase a jar. They are a must for my evening martini. The thing I miss most is a good steak and kidney pie.

Yummy Scallops..mmm!
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We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...

3 years ago

Optimistic Cro!

The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!

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I was born just south of London, but for the past 45 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!